DOOF!

December 7th, 2006

I am so hungry. I need food. The moment the nausea (daytime…nightime is a whole other story) passed, I began getting hungry. Hungry like I have never been before. I want to eat pizza and dulce de leche ice cream. Correction: I need to eat pizza and dulce de leche ice cream. I know cravings are normal, but I didn’t expect them this early.

A few ladies on Babycenter have mentioned how “well meaning” people keep “mentioning” what they’re eating may not be the best for the baby. I cannot imagine giving such advice unsolicited, and were someone to say anything of the sort to me, I may have to kill them.

Although, I do understand that ripping a person to shreds with a piece of pizza in your mouth and a carton of ice cream in your hand probably isn’t the best look for a new mother, I don’t think puking their suggested health food of the day all over their car isn’t such a bad thing. Right?

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